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When he turned back to her his eyes were lighter than before. They had been really, really dark. Almost black. Beautiful green eyes stared back at her, calling out to her. She didn't know what they were saying to her but she could feel them. She could feel them as they looked over her body. Her entire body. So much so, that if her eyes were closed, she would've been sure that he was using his brilliantly talented hands on her.
His slow stroll towards her caused her lungs to breathe heavier. She knew he was about to touch her. But how she wondered? She wanted him to touch her, in the way her body craved like she never thought it would again.
"Don't worry, no Martina. Taylor if you could be anywhere in the world right now where would it be?" He was in front of her now. The gentle touch of his hands on her hips caused her panties to dampen immediately. She could feel his soft lips brushing her ear as he whispered, "Close your eyes and picture yourself there."
She didn't want to close her eyes and she sure as hell didn't want to be there right now. She wanted to know how the hell he knew what she was thinking. She knew she hadn't said anything allowed. Come to think of it, she didn't tell him Liz's name, but he knew that too. Your plan too much into this Taylor, close your damn eyes already. Her inner Goddess was scolding her now.
Slowly she closed them and she could instantly see the river. She laid on a tube floating down slowly. She held a Bud in her hand. The sun terribly hot was not affecting her the same way her skin usually did from the sun. During her pregnancy she had become allergic to the sun for an etiology unknown and had to learn to stay out of it.
The cool water on her feet felt delightful, relaxing, sensational. Her head laid back, her hair, cool and damp floating softly in the water with her down the river.
She heard the birds singing in the background. The slight breeze that whistled through the trees that lined the bank was music to her ears. Even in her imaginary place she closed her eyes taken in the feel of her surroundings, so when she woke up from the dream, she would remember the peacefulness, the memory.
"That's better. You are so tense." She felt their bodies start to move. She heard Jason Aldean and Kelly Clarkson singing Don't You Wanna Stay. Yes I want to stay. I want more than to stay. She opened her eyes and she could see his amusement.
"What's so funny?" She questioned him, did I step on your toe or something?
"I want you to stay too." Holy shit! All right, that's fucking enough. Who are you? She stared into his eyes. She didn't understand, how did he know and how in the hell did he know her? "I know a lot of things Taylor and let's just say, you’ve seen me around." She froze. Her body stiffened. She felt her heart pounding against her chest. Her breathing began to increase rapidly and she felt short of breath.
She had to force the words out with a fight, trying to keep them steady, as she knew her voice shook with the rhythm with the rest of her body. "How did,,,,"
And before she could finish,,, "How did I know?" Taylor pulled back out of his arms. "Don't be afraid of me Taylor. I need you to be open-minded. I have gifts. That's all I can tell you right now."
Open-minded? I can be open-minded apparently. I've been so open-minded with you enough that you can hear me! Taylor could see her appearance now appeared less nervous and oddly enough she felt that easy with him. "Okay then tell me,,"
"I can hear what you think. I can feel your emotions." Holy Fuck! Okay. I can do this.
“So you can hear, really h
ear what I’m t,,,,”
"Thinking? Yes. Everything you think, I can hear. Every way you feel, every emotion you have, I feel." Shit! Are you as horny and confused crazy right now?
"Exactly and yes." He turned his face away from her hiding it. Why? That's kind of.... awesome. I wish I could hear and feel like that. There would be no guessing, no wondering, only straightforward honesty.
"No, you don't. It's not easy knowing the things that I know. When someone is in pain, when they are scared, when they are lonely, when they are filled with so much hurt, they feel like they are a loan vessel. It's not always a good gift to have." His voice softened as if he was trying to hide a sadness coming from deep inside him, like nothing she had ever seen or felt before.
"Okay, if we're going to finish having this conversation, you have to let me say it so I can at least feel like I am involved in it okay?" I can't believe I'm not freaking out. See I told you I could be open-minded.
He turned back to her. He seemed to be more relaxed now. "I'm glad you're not freaking out either. You still want to stay? Here? Alone? With me?"
As if you don't already know. His lips curved into a smile. Taylor couldn’t do anything but smile back at him.
"So you're not freaked out at all then?" Someone must've freaked out on you bad for you to be this worried and repeatedly ask.
"No, why would I be?” He stepped towards her, as she imagined him repeating his assault on her mouth came to mind. Shit!. He can read my mind and feel what I feel so he knows everything. The good, the bad and terribly embarrassing moments like this one.
She blushed and turned her head away from him, now realizing he knew exactly what she wanted him to do to her and how those thoughts caused her body to react. Like how damp her panties were right now, just thinking of his kiss.
"Don't be embarrassed. You do the exact same thing to me. I feel the same stimulating sensations that you do." She could hear the emphasis on exact, stimulating. His passion heating in his words invisibly clearing his actions as she turned back to him only affected her more.
She tried not to think about it. She was trying not to think about anything. He already knew more than she ever wanted him to know. For anyone to know for that matter.
"It's impossible not to think. More times than you can imagine. It doesn't work. There's always something. Trust me."
"You have got to stop it. Don't let me know what you know. Even though you hear it, let it be mine." She knew it didn’t make sense.. But to her it did. She didn't want him repeating everything that went through her mind. It would be like a broken record.
"I'm sorry this is new for me as well. I mean, I have had these abilities, if you will, for a very long time, and I've never shared them with anyone like you before. My,,, family,, are the only ones that I've ever known."
